There was one last creature, resembling a turtle with a heavy shell on its back, looking extremely clumsy and too lazy to move. The notes mentioned it could command all nearby zombies and was located in the basement of a laboratory.
"The last one is terrifying. In the end, an ability user with teleportation powers escaped, but after three days of treatment in the hospital, they still couldn’t withstand the overuse of their abilities and exploded." Yu Jing sighed.
Before that ability user died, they left behind a rough sketch of the special mutant and its extremely dangerous capabilities. Not only did it have incredibly high defense, but it could also command a horde of frenzied minions to kill them. The drawing was refined by Yu Jing’s memory, and it looked about right.
Le Xiaowei examined the last mutant.
A laboratory?
The exact laboratory wasn’t specified, meaning this special mutant might still be alive.
Le Xiaowei was 100% certain that this thing had to be a psychic-type special mutant. She was tempted to go after it, but judging by its description, she’d probably be throwing her life away if she tried.
Meanwhile, Yuan Qiaoqiao, who had been sleeping, slightly opened her eyes before quickly shutting them again.
Her small hands clenched bit by bit.
A special mutant, huh…
"This thing is definitely troublesome. I might not even be able to take it down," Le Xiaowei mused, feeling a bit regretful.
If she could defeat a psychic-type zombie, her second ability would surely be amazing.
"No helping it. If abilities were that easy to obtain, wouldn’t everyone have them?" Yu Jing shook her head, finding the thought somewhat amusing.
"True that," Le Xiaowei agreed wholeheartedly.
If things got really bad in this world, she could just plant a Doom-shroom in front of Xiao Linfeng’s house. She could almost afford one now—150 points, plus a Coffee Bean if it was daytime. But she wasn’t keen on wasting points carelessly.
Those items were single-use, gone once deployed, making them a real waste.
"We’re at the clothing store. Let’s go."
Le Xu suddenly spoke up. Le Xiaowei glanced out the window and was about to call for Qiaoqiao when she saw the girl sit up, stretching with a small yawn.
"We’re here?" Her eyes held a trace of drowsiness, as if she’d just woken up.
"Yeah. I’ll hit up a few more stores and grab all the clothes. This is a whole street of clothing shops—you two stay in the car." Le Xiaowei stepped out.
The moment she got out, a zombie lunged at her from inside the store with a growl, only to be kicked aside.
"Ugh, you scared the hell out of me!"
Without hesitation, Le Xiaowei smashed the zombie’s head and retrieved its energy crystal.
Once inside, she swiftly collected all the clothes. Le Xu drove the car alongside her, initially worried about his sister’s safety, but soon realized he should be more concerned for the zombies she encountered.
These zombies had been enhanced, but no matter how much they evolved, they were still mindless creatures. One kick from Le Xiaowei sent a zombie’s head wedged into a shelf.
These zombies weren’t actually trying to bite her—they sensed a regal aura from her and simply wanted to get closer.
Unless Le Xiaowei deliberately exuded her zombie-slaying intent, they wouldn’t dare disturb her.
By the time she had looted ten clothing stores and stepped back outside, she spotted three parked cars on the other side of the road. A man in a black coat stood beside one, head lowered as he smoked.
His handsome features twisted into a frown the moment he noticed her.
For a second, Xiao Linfeng thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Le Xiaowei?
Wasn’t she dead?
He’d seen it with his own eyes.
The pretty salesgirl who’d bitten Le Xiaowei to death was still part of his harem!
Xiao Linfeng squinted for a better look, only to see the girl climb into the car across the street. She’d gone into the store empty-handed and came out the same way.
It really was Le Xiaowei.
Had she not turned into a zombie?
Frowning, Xiao Linfeng got back into his car. The moment he did, a graceful woman in a white dress leaned against him, her fair legs strikingly visible on the back seat. She began massaging his thighs, her pink lips alluring and her gaze cool. The silver bell around her neck stood out prominently.
"Master, what’s wrong?" Tang Yueyue’s voice was soft yet carried a hint of clinginess.
This was the very salesgirl who had killed Le Xiaowei.
Originally Xiao Linfeng’s classmate, she had been bound to him through the mind-control ability granted by his system.
And now she belonged to him. Thinking of this, Xiao Linfeng hooked a finger under Tang Yueyue’s chin and kissed her lips, his eyes icy.
"Le Xiaowei might still be alive."
Tang Yueyue was his favorite pet—far more thrilling than his senior. She didn’t even seem like a zombie, reacting with extreme sensitivity.
"Master, do you want me to kill her?" A cold glint flashed in Tang Yueyue’s eyes, yet she remained utterly submissive to him, clinging like a kitten.
"Let’s observe first. I’m certain she died. Unless… she became a zombie?" At the mention of zombies, excitement flickered in Xiao Linfeng’s gaze.
Though Le Xiaowei only had a spatial ability—nothing extraordinary for a zombie—he’d always liked her innocent face. He’d already claimed Xia Jingli, and the only one left was Le Xu’s sister.
Too bad Le Xu had gone rogue, daring to betray him right in front of him. Just imagining what he could’ve done to his sister made his blood boil.
Xiao Linfeng’s eyes darkened with irritation.
He knew every plot point of this world’s story. He’d secured all the beautiful women—except Le Xiaowei.
Damn it!
"Senior, drive. Follow that car and see where they’re headed." Xiao Linfeng looked up at Xu Wanwan in the front seat. Today, she wore a stunning red dress, her curves so enticing that his throat went dry.
Unable to resist, he yanked Tang Yueyue—still massaging his legs—toward him. With a rip, her white dress tore to shreds.
What a shame.
What he truly wanted was all the purest girls in the world. His gaze sharpened as he watched Tang Yueyue’s cheeks puff out slightly, her eyes narrowing as she let out a soft moan.
Meanwhile, Le Xiaowei was still sorting through clothes in her space.
"This outfit looks nice. What do you think?" With a wave, she pulled out a black hoodie and sweatpants for Yuan Qiaoqiao.
Before, she’d had no choice but to wear pink and white, but now there were options.
"Then can you wear a dress, sister? I’ve seen people in the base wearing them—you’d look so pretty in one!" Yuan Qiaoqiao took the clothes, her lips curling into a sweet smile.
"Uh, who wears dresses in the apocalypse?" Le Xiaowei deadpanned.
"You could, little sister. Girls should look their prettiest," Le Xu chimed in.
"Fine, I’ll pick one out in the car." Le Xiaowei glanced back.
That giant teddy bear…
Still staring at her?
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